Rock Bottom

elphaba993

You don't know rock bottom

 

You don't know what it's like

selling your body

just to provide for your child.

 

I'm stuck in a constant state of 

emptiness.

I'm disgusting

dirty

cheap...

 

This is what my life has come to.

I never thought this would be me.

 

I'm fighting so hard

just to keep my head above water

but God

I'm so fucking tired.

 

I want to die.

I dream of it.

I pray for it all to end.

 

Because I do know rock bottom.

That's where I live.

  • Author: elphaba993 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2016 00:41
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 51
  • User favorite of this poem: nic.
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Comments4

  • Tony36

    Great write,

  • Augustus

    Hodgetiger said it best. The rawness. I am hoping this is not your real life but only poetic license. If indeed it is, find someone that you respect and ask if they will mentor you to find a way out. Hugs.

  • elphaba993

    Thank you all

  • nic

    So much, in so few words ... your words are worth more than a thousand pictures ... keep releasing, I'd be wrong to say it's beautiful, but how else to express the sentiment... well I appreciate it in a certain way I cannot describe... thank you.



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